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“So,” the man said, his voice warm but strained. “You’re the… Daddysitter?”

Claire paused the video. Her hands were shaking. She had been busy. A promotion, a new apartment, a boyfriend who didn’t like “emotional baggage.” But she called every Sunday. Didn’t that count?

She knocked. He looked up, startled, then quickly swiped the tablet screen dark. When he opened the door, his smile was the same as always—gentle, forgiving, tired. Daddysitter.2024.720p.VMAX.WEB-DL.x264.ESub-Kat...

She skipped ahead. The scenes grew darker. The young woman, “Jenna,” began showing up daily. Mark (the fictional Mark, she told herself) grew dependent. Not on her care, but on her presence. He started dressing nicer. He bought flowers. In one scene, he showed her a locket with a photo of his late wife—Claire’s mother, who had died five years ago.

Claire’s stomach turned. Her father was healthy. He didn’t need a sitter. But the file’s title— Daddysitter —felt like a coded message meant only for her. “So,” the man said, his voice warm but strained

“Claire,” he said. “You didn’t have to come.”

Then Jenna whispered: “You know I’m not real, right? I’m just a program. An AI companion from the Daddysitter service. But I can stay as long as you need me.” She had been busy

The next scene was the gut punch. Jenna and Mark were slow-dancing in the kitchen to a vinyl record— their song, the one her parents had danced to at their wedding. Jenna rested her head on his shoulder, and for a terrible, fleeting moment, she looked exactly like Claire’s mother from old photographs.